The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 416 Sanctum of Darkness Makes Their Move

"Understood!" Billy's eyes narrowed slightly.

Donald's words clearly carried a hidden meaning. In fact, Billy had already harbored suspicions during his previous visit to Place of Darkness. Glavale's strength in Place of Darkness was not particularly strong so why were they dispersing their forces instead of consolidating them for a unified front?

He eventually understood the reason. Although they were all part of Glavale, each faction represented different interest groups. Without a doubt, two or three of these factions had backing from major family clans, effectively becoming their private armies. They were not willing to be under the unified command of the War Department.

"Furthermore, when you go over there, try to assess the situation with Sanctum of Darkness," Donald continued. "Recently, some western countries have been showing signs of restlessness. They might not dare to initiate a full-scale war, but there's a high chance they'll use Sanctum of Darkness as a tool."

"Understood!" Billy nodded in response.

In the present day, although it was the era of advanced weaponry, no country would easily initiate a full-scale war, especially one involving devastating weapons. Such a conflict would lead to mutually assured destruction, and any country that broke this rule would bear the consequences. Therefore, wars between nations were primarily conducted through martial arts and battles rather than massive warfare.

"Honey, is something happening?" After Billy hung up the phone, Harleen asked. Fletcher and his wife also turned their attention to him.

"Yes, there's an issue in the camp," Billy replied. "Dad, Mom, and my dear, I might have to go on a business trip for a few days."

"In that case, please take care of yourself." Sharon said.

"Darling, make sure to call me and don't make me worry." Harleen added.

"Sure thing!" Billy nodded before getting up and heading to the door. Five minutes later, Stout started the car and asked, "Boss, where are we going?"

"War Department in Ozin!" Billy replied before taking out his phone and dialing Casey's number.

During the call, he briefly explained the situation and asked Casey to come to Ozin immediately. He also instructed Casey to inform Azure Dragon and the others to head directly to Place of Darkness. "Boss, Sanctum of Darkness is outrageous this time. We should consider raiding their headquarters when we arrive!" Stout commented after hearing Billy's phone conversation.

"Sanctum of Darkness isn't that simple. We should assess the situation when we get there." Billy replied.

An hour later, Casey appeared at the headquarters of War Department. Soon after, the three of them boarded a fighter jet and headed towards their destination.

Meanwhile, back in Place of Darkness, in a valley about a hundred kilometers from Rakshasa Hall's headquarters, thousands of Rakshasa Hall members had gathered. Following Billy's instructions, White Tige had moved the members out of their main base.

"White Tiger, I've just received news that Sanctum of Darkness's first wave has already reached one of Glavale's factions' main bases, and they've engaged in a battle." Rakshasa said to White Tiger. "If everything goes as expected, I'm afraid they won't last for more than an hour."

"What?!" White Tiger furrowed his brow. "Which faction is it?"

"It's under the command of Orson Harding." Rakshasa replied.

"That bastard Orson Harding! Didn't I tell them to evacuate their base? Why didn't they leave?" White Tiger continued.

"They didn't!" Rakshasa shook her head. "From what have been reported, they actively went out to confront the enemy, believing they could contend with them."

"What a bunch of idiots!" White Tiger shouted in frustration. "Sanctum of Darkness is clearly determined to drive Glavale out of here this time. Their leaders are the elders from their Dark Cabinet, and those idiots dare to believe they can match them!"Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Should I lead Bloodshadow Guards to assist them?" James Harper suggested.

"It won't make a difference. The

elders from the Dark Cabinet have at least War Grandmaster-level strength White Tiger replied. After a brief pause, he turned to Rakshasa and said, "You stay here. I'll go with Theodore and the others to Orson Harding's location."

"I'll go with you!" James Harper insisted.

"No, you stay here with Rakshasa to ensure nothing happens on this side." White Tiger ordered.

"White Tiger, I should go with you? They probably haven't found us here yet." Rakshasa suggested.

"Just in case!" White Tiger interrupted her. "Rakshasa Hall must not be in jeopardy."

"All right then, please be careful, you and Theodore Ford's team," Rakshasa's face showed a touch of concern.

"Don't worry, they should be here soon." White Tiger reassured. After a brief pause, he continued, "If Sanctum of Darkness comes here, try to avoid direct confrontation with them. Retreat and wait for our team to arrive."

"Got it!" Rakshasa and James Harper nodded simultaneously.

"Theodore, you four come with me." White Tiger shouted before striding toward a nearby helicopter.

"Yes, sir!" Theodore Ford's team responded and followed him.

Meanwhile, a few hundred

kilometers away from this valley, at the foot of a mountain, a fierce battle had broken out inside a mansion covering an area of about 200,000 square meters. The entire mansion resembled a small

battlefield, with the soundsure

combat echoing continuously. The number of combatants on both sides was roughly equal, with each side having around a thousand people.

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"Captain, Sanctum of Darkness is coming with such momentum. I'm worried our people won't be able to hold up. Shouldn't we retreat?" a bald-headed man said as he cut down quickly approached a young man in his thirties. While speaking, he cast a wary glance toward a black-robed old man standing at the mansion's entrance not far away. His eyes were filled with apprehension.

The black-robed old man was the leader of this wave of Sanctum of Darkness forces! He hadn't made a move yet, just standing there, exuding an invisible pressure. Apparently, he was undoubtedly a formidable expert.

"Damn it!" The young man was Orson Harding, and he berated the bald-headed man angrily. "We've just started, and you're already thinking of retreating? Is that all the courage you've got?" "Captain, their strength is far superior to ours, and I'm worried..." the bald-headed man replied after taking a deep breath.

"What's there to worry about?" Orson Harding interrupted him. "Pass the order down, engage the enemy with everything we've got. Without my command, anyone who dares to retreat will face military discipline!"